They came early and the funeral hadn't started yet.
Ning Ning knew why Li Pingping came so early.
"Mr. Pei, please forgive me." Li Pingping, holding the bouquet in her hand, followed a man all the way, greeting him with warm regards and caring.
The man was the husband of the deceased.
He was wearing an expensive black suit, and when he looked down at the time, he revealed a famous watch. This dress was enough to make a Tufayuan look handsome, not to mention that he was handsome in the first place.
But Ningning dared not approach him.
"Who is this?" He turned to look at her.
Li Pingping didn't seem to want to introduce her, but she didn't want to leave a rude impression in front of him, so she reluctantly said, "This is my colleague with Yan Qing, Yun Lin."
"Hello." The man stretched out his hand towards Ningning, "Thank you for coming to Yan Qing's funeral. I am her husband, Pei Xuan."
That's why Ning Ning didn't dare to approach him.
Pei Xuan.
He has the same name as the former gatekeeper who defected from Life Cinema.
Is it the same person? Ning Ning looked at his face, and felt like it for a while, and then it didn't look like it. She was in a hurry to take Shi Zhongtang to escape, and didn't have time to pay attention to what he looked like.
-I just think their lips are really similar, they are so light and ruthless.
"Hello." Li Pingping's displeased voice sounded in Ning Ning's ears.
Only then did she realize that she had been shaking hands with Pei Xuan for a long time.
According to her current personality, she hurriedly withdrew her hand and bowed her head shyly.
"Yunlin, isn't it?" He looked at her with a half-smile, and his attitude toward her seemed to be different from that of Li Pingping, which made Li Pingping, who had been sticking to her hot face and cold ass, very angry.
After Pei Xuan was called away by the funeral home staff, Li Pingping said to her coldly, "We are friends, right?"
Ning Ning could almost guess her next sentence, but she still cooperated with her and said, "Yes, what's wrong?"
"Then stay away from him." Li Pingping snorted coldly, then looked at Pei Xuan's back with burning eyes, and said in a determined tone, "He is mine."
Of course, Ning Ning wouldn't rob her of a man, but she just felt that she knew her better - after all, few people would immediately attack her husband after a friend or colleague died.
Afterwards, there were more and more guests, and the funeral began, and bunches of chrysanthemums were offered on the coffin. There were two white-haired people in the hall who cried into tears. Ning Ning heard the people around him talking: "That's Yan Qing's parents, what a pity. , there is such an unfilial daughter in the family."
kindness
Shouldn't you sigh that white-haired people send black-haired people? How did you become a white-haired person to send an unfilial daughter
Fortunately, someone was as puzzled as her and asked, "What's going on? Let's hear it."
"You don't know? Yan Qing committed suicide because she was found out about stealing people and was reported to the school. Hey, pity her husband, she is so young and handsome, with a promising career, what kind of woman can't marry, Married such a broken shoe..."
Rumors, gossip, hypocrisy, and falsehood filled the entire funeral like a smog, making it hard to breathe.
"Hurry up and finish." Ning Ning said in her heart.
After the funeral, she began her acting life.
"The odd-numbered designated ticket allows guests to transmigrate into anyone other than the protagonist." After returning to the dormitory, Ning Ning thought to herself, while packing her things, "He or she may be by my side, or even know me..."
"What are you doing?" Li Pingping walked into the door and asked.
"Cleaning." Ning Ning turned to look at her, thinking: For example, she might be another guest.
"Then you can also sweep my side by the way. I'll go out for a meal first." Li Pingping waved her hand and left.
After watching her leave, Ning Ning slowly turned her head and looked at the room in front of her.
A person's room can reflect a person's character, especially the profession of a teacher, especially Yun Lin's old-fashioned personality, who has no nightlife. After get off work, the room is her only home, and it is the place where she stays during the day. most places.
So if you want to know what kind of person she is, you can start with her room.
"Let's start." Ning Ning said to herself, "I don't want another guest to find me, I have to completely turn myself into Yunlin."
A play called "Yun Lin" has started. In this play, Ning Ning will play the role of a junior high school teacher named Yun Lin.
This is a female teacher who scares students very much. Ning Ning found that as long as she stood in the corridor, the students in half of the corridor would be silent.
According to their reactions, Ning Ning pushed up her glasses and adjusted her expression and eyes in a timely manner. Her expression became more serious and her eyes became colder. The students looked at the lesson plan in her hand like a leather whip. , She stepped onto the podium and looked around, not even a single person dared to look up at her.
"Class." Ning Ning said solemnly, "stand up."
With a bang, all the students stood up and said in unison, "Hello, teacher."
After that, she started to follow the script, yes, she read it according to the lesson plan, or asked the students to come up to dictate, but she didn't write on the blackboard—because her handwriting was different from Yunlin's, in order to avoid being seen, she would try to reduce her writing as much as possible. blackboard time.
This teaching method is obviously different from her usual practice, but no one dares to accuse her. Ning Ning glanced at them and deliberately mispronounced a word in the ancient poem. Several top students looked at each other and chose to remain silent, not daring to correct her face to face.
Their reactions confirmed Ning Ning's conjecture that this teacher Yun Lin, who was bullied like a bun in front of adults, was unexpectedly strong in front of minors.
At this time, the get out of class bell rang, and Ning Ning joined the lesson plan: "Get up."
With another bang, all the students stood up: "Goodbye, teacher."
The teaching effect of this class is of course very poor. It is worth celebrating that they don't have to continue to accept such poisoning, because the summer vacation will be the day after tomorrow, and they can rest for at least a month, and Ningning will use this one. For months, I worked hard to practice writing on the blackboard, familiarize myself with the copywriting, and try to prevent them from seeing obvious mistakes in the next lecture.
But things change, always more than people plan.
The previous funeral was the end of Yan Qing, but it was also the beginning of her...
"Can you marry me?"
When these words came out of the other party's mouth, Ning Ning was stunned for a while, and then asked blankly, "What did you just say?"
"At the previous funeral, I fell in love with you at first sight." Pei Xuan, who was well-dressed and wore golden glasses, stood in front of her and looked at her sincerely, "Can you marry me and be my wife?"
Ning Ning felt a layer of cold sweat on her back.
She found herself unable to refuse him.
It's not that she can't, but Yun Lin can't.
During the previous cleaning, she found Yun Lin's diary, but Ning Ning did not expect that this language teacher, who looked serious and old-fashioned like a medieval nun, actually had a pink heart of a girl.
Her diary is completely a secret love diary.
The object of secret love... is the boyfriend of roommate Yan Qing, Pei Xuan.
"January 1st, Qing. I fell in love with Mr. Pei at first sight."
"February 4th, rain. I met Mr. Pei on the street. He was shopping with Yanqing. The umbrella in his hand was all over her head, and his shoulders were wet. I quickly bought one at the store next to me. Umbrella, but I couldn't send the umbrella out until they walked in the door."
"On the 16th of February, Yun. Yanqing brought back a box of chocolates imported from abroad. She said that Mr. Pei gave her one. She gave me one. I didn't want to eat it, so I kept it."
"March 16, rain. Hate... Chocolate melted."
"April 4th, Yun. Yan Qing said that Mr. Pei proposed to her. I envy her so much, and I really want to have a perfect love and a perfect marriage with such a perfect person."
A book full of unspeakable love.
Such a person, how could she refuse the marriage proposal of her sweetheart
… If you cannot refuse emotionally, you can only refuse morally. Ning Ning hugged herself tightly, turned her face away, bit her lower lip and said, "Yan Qing has just passed away, at this time, we really can't..."
Pei Xuan froze for a moment and smiled bitterly: "Sorry, I was too impatient."
The two of them stood under the street lights of the school. It was late, and the students had all gone home from vacation. All the classrooms were pitch-dark, and only the direction of the staff dormitory was still lit.
Ningning was silent for a while, and suddenly said to her, "Why me?"
Pei Xuan has the capital to make people fall in love at first sight, but Yun Lin does not. Her appearance is very ordinary, and her figure is slightly fat. Because of her very old-fashioned dress, she is obviously a girl in her twenties, but at first glance she looks like a middle-aged aunt who goes out to buy vegetables.
At least Auntie's eyes are kind, but her eyes are a bit fierce.
It is the kind of eyes that the head teacher fears the most.
"I'm not pretty and my character is not cute, why did you choose me?" Ning Ning looked at him suspiciously.
This is a very normal reaction, even Yun Lin herself, faced with this situation, it is estimated that the first reaction is to agree, and the second reaction is to suspect that the other party is playing with her.
"... I'm just tired." Pei Xuan sighed suddenly, his straight back slightly bent down, looking a little overwhelmed, "Yan Qing is pretty and cute, but she... I just want to find something ordinary now. girl."
After he finished speaking, he looked up at Ning Ning, his eyes were tired and gentle: "Just like you."
Ning Ning seemed shy to be stared at by him, she lowered her head shyly... She had to do this, because for Yun Lin, it was probably the best confession she had ever heard in her life.
Even if you are so ordinary, I still love you.
If you don't go into it, this is like a fairy tale, the object of my love at first sight, and the fairy tale of love at first sight for me.
Yes, if you don't get to the bottom of it...